by Doc 42 » Sun Oct 18, 2009 8:26 pm
Xolotl rotated around, half stumbling forward, electrical arcs crackling around the sword impaled into his back. The plasma beam from horus smashed into the inside of his forearm, piercing through the armour and hitting the Assault cannon on the other side. The weapon was engulfed in an explosion, the blast knocking Xolotl to the side. His arm fell limply for a moment, fire pouring out of the weapon's burst chamber, the gun itself wobbling around precariously, the hydrolics holding it in place destroyed.
Xolotl let out a a deep humming roar and continued his rotation. The blast had knocked Tundra at an odd angle, the sword was still in place, but now the bio mech was leaning slightly around Xolotl. He swung his right arm back, elbow warding Tundra even further to the side before reversing the rotation as swiftly as he could, reaching his left arm back, moving it beneath Tundra's and reaching up, reversing his rotation once more, smashing the thick of his forearm against Tundra's arm, just above the elbow. He forced it around, intending on cracking the joint and knocking the biomech to the ground infront of him without shifting the sword too much.
The storages on his shoulders were busy collecting together his weapon parts, cables dragging what remained of the Assault cannon's ammo and bracer into their depths. He was shifting out of weapons mode, the fight having gotten that bit more personal.

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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